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Mom’s Sham
Torte |
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Mom’s Apple
Crisp |
2 |
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17 |
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Mom’s Oatmeal
Cookies |
3 |
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18 |
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Mom’s Mint
Chocolate Chip Pie |
3 |
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19 |
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Mom’s Baking
Powder Biscuits for |
4 |
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Chip Cookies |
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Strawberry
Shortcake |
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Linda’s Pecan
Pie |
19 |
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Derby Pie |
4 |
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Mom’s Date
Bars |
20 |
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Mom’s Blonde
Brownies |
5 |
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Mom’s Cream
Puffs |
21 |
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Kudrna Version
Blonde Brownies |
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Crescent
Strawberry Shortcake |
22 |
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Mom’s Spice
Cake |
6 |
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Linda’s Texas
Sheet Cake |
23 |
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Mom’s
Chocolate Birthday Cake |
7 |
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Streusel Top
Peach Pie |
24 |
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Mom’s
Chocolate Brownies |
8 |
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Lebkuchen |
25 |
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Kudrna Chewy
Brownies |
8 |
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Almond Cookies |
26 |
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Mom’s
Chocolate Chip Cookies |
9 |
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Afternoon or
Dessert Cookies |
26 |
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Peppermint
Chocolate Chip Drops |
9 |
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Mom’s Molasses
Krinkles |
27 |
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Mom’s Peanut
Butter Cookies |
10 |
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Fudge Marble
Pound Cake |
28 |
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Kahlua-Flavored
Ice Cream |
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Biscotti
Tortoni |
29 |
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Jeaneane’s
Choco-Chunk & |
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Banana Pudding |
30 |
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Butterscotch
Cookies |
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Homemade
Chocolate
Pudding |
30 |
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Sandy’s
Chocolate Chip Cake |
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Ukranian
Chocolate Nut Torte |
31 |
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Fried Fruit
Pies |
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Linda’s Cherry
Pie |
32 |
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Easy Chocolate
Chess Pie |
13 |
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Cinnamon-Oatmeal
Raisin
Cookies |
34 |
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14 |
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Tiramisu |
35 |
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Mom’s
Gingerbread |
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“Where we love is home. Home that our
feet may leave, but not our hearts.”
--Oliver Wendell Holmes
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Mom’s Sham
Torte
Mom’s Apple
Crisp
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Northern
Lights
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Mom’s Oatmeal
Cookies
Mom’s Mint
Chocolate Chip Pie
1
ready-made chocolate flavored graham cracker pie crust
1
quart mint chocolate chip ice cream, softened
¾
cup powdered sugar
1
Tbsp. butter or margarine
3
squares semi-sweet chocolate
½
cup evaporated milk
Fresh mint garnish
Spread softened ice cream into the crust. Freeze 2 hours.
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Mom’s
Baking Powder Biscuits for Strawberry Shortcake

Derby Pie
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Mom’s Spice
Cake
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“I’m so mad I
could spit nails.”
“She really
had a tizzy fit.”
“OK. We gotta
bale.”
“Knock it
off!” (quit fighting)
“You don’t
have to have a conniption.”
Expletive:
“Oh, Cheese and Crackers!”
“If you can’t
fight ‘em, join ‘em.”
“When in
Rome, do as the Romans do…”
“You ready to
mosey?” (to leave)
“Put a little
pizzazz in it!” “You gotta hit it, you wimp!” And, “Is it high enough?”
(Golfing with Grandpa, Greg and Kurt)
Expletive:
“Holy Hell!” Immediately followed by “Pardon my French!” (Dad, that don’t
sound French to me!)
“They’re a
pain in the vernacular.” (Oh, just say it, dad: they’re a pain in the ass!) |
Tired, out of
it = zonked
“Bright eyed
and bushy-tailed.”
Dad’s term
for a small plane = a puddle jumper
A lot of
something, like Tylenol = a stash
“A gadfly” or
“gadabout.” Someone who moves around a lot, flitting about
Shenanigans
“What a
riot!” (something that’s very funny)
“It’ll cost
you an arm and a leg.”
Money = moola
“So, what’s
the damage?” Meaning, what’s the total bill.
Instead of
take you to the doctor, it was, “cart you off” to the doctor.
“A boat
load.” A lot of something.
“I slept like
a log last night.”
Hat = lid
“It’s time to hit
the hay.” |
Mom’s Dark
Chocolate
Birthday Cake
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Mom’s
Chocolate Brownies
Kudrna Chewy
Brownies
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Mom’s
Chocolate Chip Cookies
Peppermint
Chocolate Chip Drops
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Mom’s Peanut
Butter Cookies
Kahlua-Flavored
Ice Cream
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Leave it to
Beaver
The Danny
Thomas Show
Gidget
The Mary
Tyler Moore Show
Gunsmoke
Fantasy
Island
The Love Boat
Lawrence Welk
Emergency
Prisoner Cell
Block H: Debbie’s room, 11:30 at night. Sometimes Lori couldn’t sleep or
needed a glass of water. So, she’d meander down to Debbie’s room (the dining
room) and watch late night T.V. with her
Perry Mason
Dick Van Dyke
Show
Captain
Kangaroo and his ping-pong balls
The Price Is
Right
All in the
Family—but we really weren’t allowed to watch it that often
Let’s Make a
Deal!
General
Hospital
Password (a
game show) with Alan Ludden
“Hey, Hey,
Hey! It’s FAAAAAT Albert!” Watching Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids on
Saturday mornings
Get Smart
No single
person watched all of these shows. This is a family compilation! |
“We
can’t become who we are going to be by staying who we are.” --Oprah
“I’m working on
becoming someone I will never quite finish.” --Josie Natori
“Just because I’m
wandering doesn’t mean I’m lost.”
Author Unknown
“We all take
different paths in life, but no matter where we go we take a little of each
other everywhere.”
--Tim McGraw
What’s for
dinner? “Food!”
What kind of
food? “Good food!”
I have a
question. “No questions allowed!”
Umm… “No um’s
allowed!”
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Jeaneane’s
Choco-Chunk and Butterscotch Cookies
Sandy’s
Chocolate Chip Cake
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Fried Fruit
Pies
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Dad writes:
When I first started at Ohio Medical, my title was Purchasing Agent. Since I
traveled a fair amount, and Dave had a pretty good imagination, he was sure
I was some kind of SECRET AGENT! That was really cool to him. When I came
home one day and announced to the family that my title had changed to
“Purchasing Manager”, this meant to Dave I was no longer an “Agent” and his
esteem for me dropped quickly. It really dropped when I further explained to
him I never had been an “Agent”, as he hoped I was. My stock in trade then
dropped to the very bottom of the scale. I think it took him some time to
get over it… |
Snapshot memories…
Table lamps
as tall as 10 year olds; aqua upholstered sectional couch; orange
upholstered chairs; hard pecan coffee and end tables with permanent dents on
the edges and scars on our foreheads |
Fried Fruit
Pies -
continued
Easy Chocolate
Chess Pie
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Jeaneane’s
Peanut Butter Blossoms
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Flip flops
Mini skirts
Corduroys
(“cords”)
Halter tops
Any jewelry
with turquoise
Prairie
skirts
Wind-breakers
Ponchos
Calf-high
tube socks
Earth shoes
Jumper
dresses, snapped or buttoned at the shoulders
Topsiders
Argyle socks
Dr. Scholl’s
High-topped
sneakers
Jeans and
T-Shirts
3-pce
polyester nylon suits (think Debbie and a baby-blue colored suit)
La’s white
butterfly T-shirt; she wore it so much the butterfly fell off leaving a big
hole in the front! It had matching butterfly shorts
Pleated
skirts
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Ginger Cookies
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The story of Marilyn, as written by dad:
Born in
Chicago, IL in 1929 the oldest of four children born to Fred and Laura
Wendt. Moved to a farm in Michigan when she was about 3. She was not a
typical farm girl since she did not like smelly farm animals, working in the
fields which could lead to direct contact with snakes and of all the
distasteful things you could get dirty. Formal education started at a one
room school (White School – Miss Hunter her teacher) near Marcellus,
Michigan. She was Miss Hunter’s darling and she loved her. Moved into city
(town) of Dowagiac on Hamilton Street when in third grade and attended Oak
Street School. Mrs. Moline was her teacher and a real bitty. Little Marilyn
was just another student and no longer a teacher’s pet. Third grade was no
fun. However, in fourth grade, Miss White was the teacher and an urchin boy
named Fred Owen was one of her classmates. Neither paid much attention to
each other, but both adored Miss White. Her best friend was Marilyn
McKenzie. Interesting enough, they were born on the same day. Two other
Marilyn’s were in the class. Marilyn Burkey and Marilyn Smith. Other good
friends were Dorothy Hoyt, Mary Ellen Casey and Carlene Johnson. Stayed at
Oak Street through the sixth grade. Miss Dyer was the teacher for both the 5th
and 6th grades. A hard-nosed Hawkeye, but a good teacher.
Attending
Central Junior High (7th and 8th grades) at a larger
school added more friends: Doris Spivey, Nancy Shaul, Valerie Polk, Gwen
Gronner. Note, no boys names were included—particularly Fred Owen’s, since
both were retarded when it came to the opposite sex. However, at some point,
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each other.
She says it started in high school, but who really knows. Her hormones may
have become active earlier than she will admit. Teachers included Maude
Crawford and Mr. Hoover—both old school teachers in their sixties. Maude was
OK. Hoover a tyrant.
High school
teachers, included Elizabeth Jones (English/History) and Bill Carey
(Geometry). Bill liked girls. Marilyn received A’s—since she sat in the
front row with low cut blouses and short skirts. She always has been a show
off with no inhibitions. By the way, that urchin boy Fred also pulled down
A’s in that class, but he had to earn them the old-fashioned way.
Marilyn was
an excellent dancer and certainly one of the best in our entire school. She
loved the Jitterbug. (I think it would be nice if we had a swing CD or tape
with Glenn Miller’s “In the Mood.” It was a great dance tune. To top it off,
it would be nice if someone could dance the Jitterbug with mom. And for
nostalgia’s sake, it would also be nice if we had Harry James’ rendition (or
anyone’s) of “Stardust”—written by Hoagy Carmichael. Stardust was
traditionally the last song played at high school dances and at teen dance
halls. I could even dance that one with mom, since it is slow.)
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Jeaneane’s
Double Chocolate Chip Cookies
Linda’s Pecan
Pie
3 eggs, slightly
beaten
⅔
cup sugar
Dash of salt
1 cup dark corn syrup
⅓
cup butter,
melted
1 cup pecan halves
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Mom’s Date
Bars
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earn money to pursue nurses training. In the fall,
she initiated that career by starting out as a nurse’s aid at Borgess
Hospital in Kalamazoo, MI. Since there was not financial help from home, it
was another way to earn money as well as learn the grunt work of a hospital.
Unfortunately, this didn’t work out—due to heavy
work required (for a little person), but the biggest problem was shortage of
money. She then pursued her second love and attended County Normal for one
year to become a country schoolteacher.
One of her
first practice teacher assignments was at White School with Miss Hunter.
This was an enjoyable reunion for Miss Hunter and her former elementary
pupil and mom was the only former student to come back in a practice teacher
capacity. Along the way, mom attended summer school at Western Michigan
University to build credits for teach accreditation.
Dating
We started
dating in January of 1947. We both began dating someone else in the fall of
1946. Mom with Ed Schenk, my close friend, and I with Valerie Polk, a close
friend of mom’s. We went out as a foursome, but it didn’t work out for any
of us. Mom and I, however, were hot for each other and as indicated, started
dating in January.
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A first run
movie and each of two fountain cokes at the drugstore set me back a whopping
$1.00. Your mom was a cheap date. We had little time to ourselves when we
returned to Marilyn’s home, since her parents (particularly her father)
monopolized all conversations and I quickly learned what a great guy he was.
(In his words.) He was not popular in my book, since he kept me from putting
my hands on his daughter. I gave mom my class ring in March and we were
officially “going steady.”
We went to
various teen dance halls with other couples and attended the Junior Prom in
May. After the prom, four couples drove to Lake Michigan, since the girls
wanted to walk on the beach in their formals and see the sun come up over
the lake. We boys were too naïve to realize the late night beach had other
possibilities and we failed to capitalize on them. Ah, young love of the
innocents.
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Mom’s Cream
Puffs
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Crescent
Strawberry Shortcake
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Courtship
Mom finished Normal School in May of 1949 and
started teaching in a two room school in Sawyer, Michigan in the fall of
1949. I finished two years at the College of Commerce in February of 1949.
Getting together during that period was difficult without a car and required
a combination of buses and trains, which was an adventure. I started a job
with the Singer Company in South Bend in late February 1949 and saved enough
money by August to buy her an engagement ring. She gratefully accepted since
I had become increasingly more handsome and was now rich with my $52 a week
job at Singer. Well, she was kind of a doll herself. I purchased a car in
April of 1949 and our getting together was considerably eased.
Mom’s
experience as a teacher was very fulfilling and she reveled in it. She had a
natural aptitude and was excellent. She taught in Sawyer for two years, but
continued to hear from many of her former students and parents for many
years.
Marriage
We were
married in August of 1950. It was a small wedding, but very nice. Your
mother was gorgeous and we both looked like we were about 15. The maid of
honor was Marilyn McKenzie and the best man was Stan Taylor.
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while cute as
a button was a typical trying first child. Brian came along four years later
and was bigger, ate like a horse and good-natured. Debbie came three years
after that and was born talking. She was a good baby, but was afflicted with
club feet and wore casts from six weeks to about a year. Then came Dave 14
months later and the milk man must have been ugly. He didn’t have that
prominently beautiful Owen nose. Dave was a good baby, but worrisome since
he slept about 23 hours a day. Five years later Karin was born and she was a
good baby too, but inherently shy. When she started to talk she said goofy
things, which made us think she had been here before. Then five years later,
in the twilight of our childbearing years, Laura was born. She, too, was a
good baby and spoiled by all of us.
Somehow through all the children, several moves
within South Bend between 1950 and 1962, to Sun Prairie in 1965, Madison in
1966, Sun Prairie in 1971, Louisville in 1974, Oldham County in 1985, your
mother never missed a beat raising the children while I worked and traveled.
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Linda’s Texas
Sheet Cake
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Streusel Top
Peach Pie
Piecrust:
Buy one ready-made unbaked piecrust
Or, try your hand at Mom’s or Linda’s made from
scratch piecrust—whatever you feel like
Filling:
½
cup powdered sugar
⅓
cup flour
4
cups sliced, peeled peaches or 2 13-ounce cans sliced peaches,
well-drained
1
tsp. cinnamon
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An old
man
was planting a sapling peach tree when a young fellow stopped and said, “I
don't mean to sound brash, but it takes many years for a small tree to bear
fruit. Do you really expect to eat the fruit from this tree?”
Rather than
be offended the old man answered, "Probably not, but I've been eating fruit
from trees others have planted all my life."
Adapted from
a story in “Riches for the Mind and Spirit”
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Almond Cookies
1 cup butter
2
cups flour, sifted 4 times
1
cup chopped almonds
1
tsp. vanilla
Afternoon or
Dessert Cookies
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Favorite 45s Owen Archives
I
Wanna Hold Your Hand – the Beatles
Downtown – Petula Clark
Sweet Caroline – Neil Diamond
A Boy Named Sue – Johnny Cash
Dizzy – Tommy Roe
Indiana Wants Me – R. Dean Taylor
Knock 3 Times – Dawn
Hair – The Cowsills
Saturday in the Park – Chicago
Pieces of April – 3 Dog Night
Daydream Believer – The Monkey’s
Love is Blue – Paul Mauriat
The Tears of a Clown – Smokey Robinson & the
Miracles
I Think I Love You – The Partridge Family
Sweet Seasons – Carole King
Yesterday Once More – The Carpenters
Beautiful Sunday – Daniel Boone
She’s My Girl – The Turtles
(Last Night) I Didn’t Get to Sleep at All – The 5th
Dimension
Sweet City Woman – Stampeders
What the World Needs Now “Abraham, Martin & John” –
Burt Bacharach
Yesterday – Ray Charles
Would you believe we still have these?!! Thanks for
saving them mom! Where’s that ‘ole record player when we need it? |
Music we listened to before we went rad’:
The Beatles – Yesterday
Simon and Garfunkel – Bridge Over Troubled Water
being an all-time favorite
3 Dog Night – Joy to the World; Old Fashioned Love
Song
America - A Horse with No Name
Bread – Who doesn’t know the song “If”?
Neil Diamond
Cat Stevens
Chicago – Saturday in the Park; 25 or
6 to 4; Does Anybody Really Know What Time it is? Colour My World
Little River Band
Don McLean – American Pie “Drove My Chevy to the
levy, but the levy was dry…”
Everything from the Sound of Music! (What’s not to
love? It’s my favorite!!)
Helen Reddie – I Am Woman!
That Popcorn song
The Spinners – Rubber Band Man
Who sang that song: “Put the lime in the coconut and
shake it all up…”?
The Eagles
The Doobie Brothers
James Taylor – everything
Carole King – The Tapestry album is the best!
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Mom’s Molasses
Krinkles
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Fudge Marble
Pound Cake
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The list is endless… |
Music speaks
What cannot be
expressed…
Soothes the mind
And gives it rest…
Heals the heart
And makes it whole
Flows from heaven
To the soul.
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Biscotti
Tortoni
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Banana
Pudding
Mom’s Homemade
Chocolate
Pudding
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Ukranian
Chocolate Nut Torte
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Shows that we watched…
Love American
Style
Planet of the
Apes
Batman
Dr. Who
The Tomorrow
People
The Doris Day
Show
Green Acres
Petticoat
Junction
Six Sense
The Brady
Bunch
The Partridge
Family
F. Troop
Hogan’s
Heroes
Mission
Impossible
Beverly
Hillbillies
Bionic Woman
School House
Rock
Bewitched
I Dream of
Jeanie
Lost in Space
Happy Days
Laverne &
Shirley
Charlie’s
Angels
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Linda’s Cherry
Pie -
continued
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Jeaneane’s
Cinnamon Oatmeal Raisin Cookies
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Mom’s
Gingerbread
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When it’s
time to leave: “Let’s go. The bus is leaving.”
Exhausted =
beat
“That’ll
break the bank.”
“Time to hit
the hay.”
“I’m all
ears.” (I’m listening.)
“It’s a doozy.”
“Operating on
steam.”
“Turn into a
pumpkin.”
“Burn the
candle on both ends.”
“A dickens of
a time.”
“Muster up
enough energy.”
“Keep it at
bay.”
“That’s a
bunch of malarkey!”
“Put a lid on
it.” Or, “Put a cork in it.”
“I gotta
drain my radiator.”
“The greatest
thing since sliced bread!”
“Give it the
white glove treatment.”
“When it
rains it pours.”
“Oh Thit!”
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